"When you've fed me enough, I won't make trouble anymore."
"Yu Zexiao!" Jian Anning dodged his kiss, and this time, she firmly pushed him away, "It's getting late, you should go..."
"I've said, don't make me wait too long. Otherwise, I don't know what will happen." Although it was a threat, Yu Zexiao's face carried a faint smile as if everything was under his control.
He could feel that if Jian Anning truly detested him, she would never have allowed him such closeness. Mo Siyu really spoke the truth—when dealing with women like the little assistant, you have to take it one step at a time, gradually letting her guard down, and then capture her in one fell swoop!
So, her current little sulk, a bit of coyness, think of it as—the spice before success!
"Stay at home properly, I'll want to eat the fish you cook. If there's no fish to eat, then I'll have to eat you~~~~" Before leaving, he didn't forget to plant a big MUA~ on her cheek, turned around, and left the room.
